Food in comics

"It's so tall!" Xiaojie lay on the glass window of the empty boat and looked up. Even so, he still didn't see the highest floor of the building.

The whole building towers into the clouds, even the clouds are below it, it seems to be straight to the sky, it is so spectacular, people can't help but want to stand on the highest point and look down below.

"Of course, this is the Sky Arena, the third tallest human building in the world, with a total of 295 floors and a total height of 1,321 meters." Qi Ya raised his head and said.

At this moment, he was leaning back on the sofa, holding a bottle of glass coke in his hand, drinking a drink while leisurely waiting for the airboat to land.

"It's really high, I don't know how it was built." Xiaojie, who was lying on the sofa, turned his head and said, "Qiya, is this place where we can conduct special training and get money?"

"Guru..." The bottle made an empty sound. It was the sound of the straw sucking in air. Obviously, Qi Ya had drunk this glass of ice coke.

"Yes, the Sky Arena is a place where countless powerful players can learn martial arts. There are a total of 200 floors of battlefields. For every level up, there is how much money you can get, and the gambling industry is extremely developed, and you can make a fortune." Ya said that his eyes flashed with light.

It's like a cat seeing dried fish.

"Kiya looks familiar, have you been here before?" Xiaojie asked.

"Well, when I was four or five years old, my dad threw it here. He said he had to hit the 200th floor to go home. It took about half a year. After hitting the 200th floor, he didn’t fight anymore. I went home after I ran out of money." Qi Ya said with a slight emotion.

"It's amazing!" Xiaojie said admiringly.

"It's okay. Give me fifty ninjas, I'm done with Coke, Xiaojie." Qi Ya said, shaking the empty bottle in his hand.

"Just now it was the last fifty ring nuns. All our money was spent on the tickets."

"Ah, why is this!"

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"Sucking..." Ivan was sitting in the small stall at this time, looking up at the sky arena not far away.

The icy cold noodles, eaten a bite, mixed with sweet and sour soup, opened the whole taste buds.

Extremely resilient cold noodles, thin noodles, crispy taste of cucumber, a few slices of marinated meat, and a bite of fried peanuts in a small plate.

Food does not actually need to be exaggerated. Sometimes you can make very good food with your heart.

It's like the taste of this one opened in a slum not far from the Sky Arena.

Husband and wife stalls, one under the noodles and the other ingredients, every action is extremely skillful, the two seem to be one body, coping with the diners who keep coming and going.

The hot weather made countless greedy and greedy guys sit on small stools, waiting for the cold noodles.

"Have you seen that tall building?" An old man who had joined Ivan's table with a child pointed to the sky arena and said.

"That building is called the Sky Arena. In fact, a huge vine, called the Sky Vine, grew there long, long ago, as if it were connected to the sky.

Many people believe that the sky vine is a plant planted by the gods with extraordinary energy.

In the past, the fruit of the sky vine would fall from the sky every ten years. Many people said that it was a gift from the gods. If you eat it, you will be blessed by the gods. You will never get sick for a lifetime. Have supernatural powers.

But later, some people who gained divine power believed that ordinary people were not worthy of the gifts of gods, and that only the strongest were worthy of possessing, so whenever the fruit was about to mature, countless warriors would gather under the vine to fight.

Only by defeating others, the remaining strongest warriors are eligible to enjoy the fruits of the vine. Gradually, an arena appeared under the vine. From behind, people feel that the closer they are to the sky, the more they can win the appreciation of the gods and gain more strong power.

Behind the sky sports tower also appeared, until now."

"What does the fruit taste like?" The child was greedy, and his face was almost stuck inside the bowl. He raised his head and asked.

"I don't know, but the taste must be very good. That is the fruit of the gift of the gods." The old man said with a cold noodle.

"Sky fruit." Ivan, who was eating cold noodles, said inwardly.

Although I saw the news of Sky Fruit, it was the first time I heard the story told by this old man, which made Ivan want to stand at the highest point of the vine and enjoy Sky Fruit.

"Click!" The ice cube placed in the cold noodle was bitten to pieces by him.

Unlike ordinary ice cubes, this one is made of lemonade with salt. As the ice cubes dissolve, the flavor of the whole cold noodles is added with the fragrance of lemon, which enriches the flavor of the cold noodles.

"Boss, check out." Ivan stood up.

"Five hundred jinni." The boss said very friendly.

The sun shines through the narrow streets, and Ivan walks through the alley towards the sky arena.

At this time, Ivan didn't know that, at a distance of almost ten kilometers from the city, Xiaojie's unreliable father was lying on a pile of straw, chewing on a tender stick of sweet grass.

Looking at the flowing clouds and blue sky, it was very leisurely. The wooden roller babbled and swayed on the dirt road, and the green cow in front of it habitually wagged its long tail.

The other side.

"President, the candidates should start the final trial," said the bean noodle man, holding a cup of tea to Nitro.

"It's almost there. They should be aware of it. Whether they succeeded or failed. Alas, a hunter who is dedicated to making money, or a big man who leaves a name in history. All the roads depend on their own actions. , This year is really a bumper year." Nitro said with a smile.

"By the way, President, there is still no news from Jin. Who is the guy who slaughtered the Kulu tribe? There is no information about this person in the Master Nian Li registration form. It is very strange. Is it unknown? Is it something?" The Doumian man thought of this thing that made the Hunter Association a headache.

There is no information from this master of thought, and the pressure from governments of various countries has caused great internal pressure on hunters recently.

"It's nothing more than a very talented little guy. For some reasons, I can't disclose it, but the kid Jin is probably lazy. It's been almost these days."

"It's not that I don't know it!" The Doumian was relieved.

This kind of thing is terrifying, even if he just thinks about it, his whole body is trembling, and he is standing upside down. The unknown case seen in the hunter's archives left a huge shadow on his heart.

At this time, there was a loud voice in a certain pub, and the noise almost broke the roof.

"Boss, I found the missing little guy and appeared on the sky arena." A guy hurried into the tavern and said.

Suddenly, the tavern was quiet.

"Finally found out, this little guy is really hard to catch, little ones, let me make a fortune." Someone stood up and laughed excitedly.